Chapter 35 The Fat Sheep Delivered to Your Door

Qin Guangzhi is very satisfied with his current life.

He is nearly sixty years old, and his talent is not good, so he has long given up his thoughts of pursuing the Dao, and put all his mind on the pleasures of the world. Every day, he sings ditties, plays with women, bullies and bullies Xiuwei than him. Low, low-ranking people with lower status than him, this is probably all of his life.

As a steward of Qizhen Pavilion, Qin Guangzhi's authority is not small. Of course, the main source of income is to use power for personal gain and to rob.

For example, two days ago, he met a fat sheep and robbed a total of 20,000 spirit stones. This was a huge sum of money for him, and the person holding the huge sum of money, At a glance, he knew that he had no ability, his cultivation base was low, and he had no background, so he did not hesitate to snatch it.

As for the consequences, he hadn't thought about it at all, what kind of waves could a little cultivator with the third level of qi refining make?

When he thought about it, those 20,000 spirit stones were not worthy of the little cultivator, that is, Ling Hu. Only in his own hands could he make the best use of it.

I have to say, this kind of mentality is really damn.

At this moment, he was sitting leisurely on the chair, drinking afternoon tea, surrounded by two beautiful women in tulle, with looming skin, rubbing his legs and shoulders for him, so unhappy.

"Today, that idiot didn't come." Qin Guangzhi put down the teacup and kneaded his hand on the woman's chest.

"Well...that little cultivator has no background at first glance, how dare he come to trouble the adults?" The woman gasped slightly.

"Hey, count him wise, I've killed ants like him, if not a thousand or eight hundred." Qin Guangzhi looked at the woman with a lewd smile, and was about to increase the strength of his hand, but saw a thin and thin man in blue clothes. The man came from a distance.

"Sir, there is a monk with the fifth level of Qi refining who came to Qizhen Pavilion to sell spiritual pills. He said that he has three priceless Qidans in his hand, and he is willing to take them out until he sees a steward." The thin man folded his fists and laughed. : "I thought, this kind of good thing should be handed over to the adults, so I came here to report to the adults."

"Oh?"

Qin Guangzhi suddenly became interested, a smile flashed on the old face, and he threw ten spirit stones to the man, saying, "Yes, you did a good job, this is a reward for you."

The man in Tsing Yi took the Lingshi with a wide-eyed smile, and a tacit smile flashed across his face.

Obviously, he is very aware of what Qin Guangzhi did.

"Hey, baby, I'll go take a look at the Qidan in the hands of this fat sheep, and I'll take care of you when I come back." Qin Guangzhi patted the woman's face, turned and walked out of the courtyard, towards the Qizhen Pavilion parlor go in the direction.

The Qizhen Pavilion was spread all over the Daqin Dynasty. It was an institution specializing in selling all kinds of rare treasures, but it also did business like pawnshops and auction houses. Therefore, many monks came to pawn or hand over rare treasures when they were down and out. Court for auction.

This also gave him the opportunity to exploit the loopholes.

Once a monk with a low level of cultivation and no background appears to come, Qin Guangzhi will first use his words to stabilize the other party, flicker the spirit stone or items, and then use some shady means to threaten the other party that he will not dare to take Things are made public.

He, on the other hand, appropriates what others have worked so hard for.

He has been in this position for more than ten years, and he has taken no less than fifty things, no less than 100,000 spiritual stones, and no less than 100 lives have been contaminated by this incident. The monks at the lower level did not dare to expose him at all, so his life has been quite satisfactory these years, his courage is getting bigger and bigger, and his appetite is getting bigger and bigger.

Therefore, he deliberately bought some maids from Qizhen Pavilion to do chores, and once there was a pawn thing from a small monk with a low cultivation base, he would come and tell him.

"I don't know if the sheep delivered to the door is fat enough or not. What are the three Qidans?" Qin Guangzhi was full of anticipation, and the pace under his feet became faster.

Soon,

He came to an elegantly decorated parlour.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a monk wearing a black robe and a hat, completely covering his face, sitting on a chair, holding a cup of fragrant tea in his hand, slowly putting it to his mouth, and taking a sip.

This cultivator is naturally Ling Xian.

After he thought of a way, he came to Qizhen Pavilion and wanted to use the three Qionghua Pills as bait. He first designed it for Qin Guangzhi to accept it, and then he became famous. , the director of Qizhen Pavilion will definitely give him an explanation.

"The fish is hooked."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and looked at the man in front of him.

He was about sixty years old, wearing a blue robe, short stature, sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, a pair of triangular eyes flashing with malicious light, and his face was particularly abominable, making people feel irritable at first sight.

"Hiding the head and showing the tail, I don't dare to show my true face. I think his things come from the wrong way, but it's better. I took his treasure, and he didn't dare to tell me." Qin Guangzhi was also looking at Ling Xian, seeing that he was black She covered her face with a gauze, and she couldn't help but feel happy.

"This fellow daoist, in Qin Guangzhi, is the steward of Qizhen Pavilion." Qin Guangzhi saluted with an amiable smile on his face.

"It turned out to be Steward Qin, who has been looking up to him for a long time." Ling Xian returned the courtesy, thinking that if he didn't know his true face, I'm afraid this sincere smile alone would make people feel good and believe what he said.

"Fellow Daoist, you are very polite. I heard that you have three Qidans, and you are only willing to take them out after seeing the steward. Now that Qin is here, can you give me a glimpse?" Qin Guangzhi's words were very polite. I'm afraid it will be flattered.

"This..." Ling Xian pretended to hesitate, pretending to be nervous.

"Could there be some difficulty, fellow Daoist?" Qin Guangzhi saw his hesitant words, nervous expression, and firmed up the guess in his heart, and said with a chuckle: "It's okay, I only look at things in Qizhen Pavilion, don't ask where you came from, fellow Daoist is fine. rest assured."

"If that's the case, then I'm relieved." Ling Xian deliberately pretended to be relieved, and with a wave of his hand, three Qionghua Dans were suspended in the air, filled with refreshing Danxiang.

Qin Guangzhi's face was full of doubts. He felt the aura emanating from Qionghua Pill, and couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. How dare you call it a Qidan even for a mere ninth-grade medicinal pill? The little cultivator is just ignorant, and treats this garbage as a treasure.

However, with the thought that he would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go, he patiently asked: "Please forgive my ignorance, I don't know the name of this pill? What's the effect?"

"Qiong Huadan, has Steward Qin heard of it?" Ling Xian smiled slightly.

"what?!"

Qin Guangyi exclaimed. As the steward of Qizhen Pavilion, he deals with all kinds of rare treasures all day long. Quietly said: "Could it be... is it the legendary Qionghua Dan that has been lost for a long time?"

"Exactly, this pill is a simplified version. Although the grade is only nine, its magical effect of compensating for the innate essence is not bad at all. Manager Qin can rest assured." Ling Xian explained it, and said to my heart Qiong Huadan took it out, I don't believe you won't take the bait.

Sure enough, Qin Guangzhi's eyes suddenly flashed with greed, and he looked at Ling Xian with burning eyes, and said, "No wonder I feel that the aura of this pill is only ninth-rank, but according to the Taoist friend, since the effect of Qionghua Pill has not weakened, Then the value of this pill is too amazing."

However, he had some doubts in his heart, not because Ling Xian was lying to him, but because he was worried about the original owner of this pill. He never thought that Qionghua Pill was made by Ling Xian himself, thinking that he had stolen it. Therefore, I was a little worried that the owner of this pill would come to the door, but when he thought of the strong strength of Qizhen Pavilion, Qin Guangzhi was immediately fearless, and he only wanted to take Qionghua Pill as his own.

"Can this pill be pawned? How many spirit stones are it worth?" Ling Xian asked.

Qin Guangzhi's eyes were glowing, and he couldn't wait to say: "There is definitely no problem with such a Qidan pawn, but the price is not easy to say. If you meet someone who just needs it, you can sell it for a high price. Well, I will discuss the price with the general manager. You first Go back and wait, come back tomorrow, and I will give you the spirit stone."

"This..." Ling Xian hesitated for a while.

"Why, can't you trust me, someone in Qin? You can't trust the signboard of Qizhen Pavilion?" Qin Guangzhi's face sank.

"No... that's not what I meant." Ling Xian waved his hand hurriedly, deliberately pretending to be flustered, and vividly showing the nervousness and panic of a little person when he was angry with a superior.

Seeing Ling Xian's panicked demeanor, Qin Guangzhi was a little smug, no more doubts, his expression softened slightly, and he said softly: "Don't worry, the rare treasures are all over the Qin Dynasty, what kind of rare treasures have you never seen? Your Qionghua Dan, will you destroy this golden signboard?"

Ling Xian was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Alright then, I'll fetch the spirit stone tomorrow."

"It's so good, don't worry, Qizhen Pavilion will never be greedy for your elixir, even if the general manager of Qingcheng Qizhen Pavilion wants to make money, someone from Qin will not agree, you can go and ask about it, Who in Qingcheng doesn't know that I am an honest person and keep my promises?" Qin Guangzhi swore his promise, and his expression must be as sincere as he is sincere.

But in Ling Xian's view, he is talking nonsense with his eyes open, as shameless as he wants, and he thinks that you are so shameless. You are the only one in the entire Qizhen Pavilion who dares to use power for personal gain and do things like tyranny and tyranny. , actually shamelessly said that he kept his promises?

However, he suppressed the anger and killing intent in his heart, nodded with a chuckle, turned and walked out of the living room.

Looking at the back of his departure, Qin Guangzhi showed a conspiracy-successful smile, and sarcastically said: "Another idiot, but this time he can make a lot of money, the priceless Qionghua Dan, and three at a time, all of them are Seventy percent of the medicinal effect is worth fifty thousand spirit stones!"

He didn't know that when Ling Xian walked out of Qizhen Pavilion, there was also a conspiracy-successful smile on his face.

Of course, this can't be said to be a conspiracy, but a plan for a conspiracy, for scumbags.

Looking at the magnificent Qizhen Pavilion, Ling Xian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, but his eyes flashed with extremely cold killing intent, and said, "The show is about to begin, Qin Guangzhi, enjoy the last time of your life."